I decided to go through my photos while procrastinating on Tuesday, and I found a surplus of old camera phone photos from 2008. All of these are pics of my adorable baby sister, 14 years younger than me. “Bodia” was born in 2006 and apparently I was super attached to her by 2008. 🙂 There was one photo that made me cry.
It’s nothing special, just another picture of her, but I could remember when I took it which made me all sorts of emotional. I took her to the park on a cool evening in the fall. The sunset was colorful, and she had on this little pink jacket. I remember spending these moments with her, and I can never get them back. Funny how that works. I know she’s only my sister. I know I’m kind of talking like a mom, but when you’re the oldest child of six children, you become the second mom.
Then, for some reason, I picked up a notebook filled with my old poems. There are a lot of very bad poems in this book, a couple of funny ones, and then I got to the last one. Guess who it’s about?
My baby sister.
And guess who gets to be the very first person to read it?
You!
Disclaimer: I was a very corny 16 year old when I wrote this (it has a 10 Things I Hate About You vibe, so I don’t get creativity points as far as structure – oh well).
I love your hair and dark brown eyes,
And I love your ears and nose.
I love your tan little arms,
And I especially love your toes.
I love your little belly
And I love the way you walk.
I love your stubby legs,
And I love your small talk.
I love the way you giggle,
And I love the way you sing.
I love how you can teleport,
And I love how you wear my rings.
I love all of your faces,
And I love all your mistakes.
I love your little secrets,
And the sound your feet make.
I love your willfulness,
And your joyfulness too.
I just love all the “nesses” of you!
I love the way you say my name,
And I love when you sleep in my room.
I love that you believe in me,
And when we dance like crazy buffoons.
I love all of your drawings,
And how you’re such a little Miss.
I love that you’ll grow older.
But most importantly, I love being your big sis.